The whole night was filled with fairies fighting. Oh, fighting fairies!
The sun rose, and the cold morning wind blew away the dark clouds. The rising sun reluctantly rose over the Alterac Mountains, and the warm sunlight shone into the room, waking Duque up.
Aurelia was still sleeping soundly on the right, and there was a satisfied smile on her lips. No matter how many times Duque looked at her, he would always be fascinated by her alluring mix of nobility and wildness.
Beside him, Sasha's long legs clamped onto Duque's thighs. Duque smiled, and moved his body a few times to free himself from the elastic thighs.
Duque's getting up did not wake the two sisters up. After losing Duque as a human pillow, Sasha unconsciously moved to the right and hugged her sister.
Aurelia seemed to be subconsciously used to her sister's actions. After a whimper, she hugged her sister with one hand.
After Duque washed up, he went out and saw Illucia, Gavin Rad, and the captain of his knights, Kasa, waiting outside.
"Make an appointment for me with His Majesty Wrynn, Commander Lothar, and Archbishop Faol."
Two hours later, everyone was present.
"Do you really not need more people to clean up Karazhan?" Laing asked with concern.
Duque shook his head. "No need. Karazhan is too narrow, and there are too many people. After all, it's my own territory. I know what I'm doing. "
Andoine's loud voice sounded. "Duque is right! That damned place … uh, it's useless to have too many people there. Besides, these elites can protect themselves anywhere in the world, let alone Karazhan. "
Looking around, Duque's Karazhan raid team was gorgeous.
The warrior and main tank was Muradin Bronzebeard, who had run over after hearing the news.
The vanguard was Gavin Rad and Tirion Fordring, two first-generation Paladins.
The thief was Edwin Van Cleef.
The long-range team was the three Windrunner sisters, plus the two mages, Duque and Rhonin.
The healer was Stormwind City's Holy Light Bishop Benedict.
Duque took a look and laughed so hard that his stomach was about to burst. These were elites?
Damn, he was clearly pulling a bunch of Heroes and Leader Bosses to fight another bunch of Bosses!
Perhaps only Duque would be able to do something so deranged.
If these guys were in their heyday in the future, Duque would definitely not need the help of the Four Great Dragon Kings. He would just lead them to torture Nesario to death.
At this moment, they still had serious expressions on their faces.
Muradin and the two Paladins were repeatedly checking their hammers and shields.
Edwin carefully smeared poison on his dagger. This was the first time Duque had summoned him after recovering all of Stormwind. For a while, Edwin almost thought that he'd lost Duque's attention and was a bit depressed. Now that Duque had summoned him to clean up Karazhan, of course Edwin was excited.
The three Windrunner sisters all had different reactions. Sylvanas and Sasha couldn't wait to see the creatures and enemies of the other world, while Aurelia acted like a big sister, warning them not to be careless.
Rhonin was nervously revising the magic in his magic book. After seeing the War of the War with Dragons, he was already considered experienced, but when he heard about monsters coming out of the Spatial Rift, he couldn't help but feel nervous again.
On the contrary, Bishop Benedict was the calmest. He looked like he was ready to fool people with holy light at any time.
Beside him, Illucia was a little worried. "Duque, you gave me your accessory. What are you going to use?"
Duque patted his waist. "This is [Cruel's Ruse]! This is the same as Rhonin's [Unruly Will]. They're both products of Nesario. I guarantee it with absolute confidence! "
Only then did Illucia feel relieved.
"Don't worry about this guy. No matter who dies, it won't be him." Aurelia had her hands on her hips. For some reason, whenever this topic was brought up, Aurelia would always think of Duque's "fake death" twice. If she hadn't personally confirmed that Duque was a living person, perhaps even she would have thought that Duque was some kind of undead.
"Alright, be careful!"
"Don't worry. I still have a team of Einherjar and a powerful mechanical construct in Karazhan. If not, I can call for help. "Duque waved a necklace around his neck. The necklace itself was plain, but there were red scales where the necklace was.
The teleportation door opened.
The clean-up team entered in a single file.
After becoming a Radiant Moon Archmage, Duque's teleportation door had become more stable. During the teleportation process, there was only a slight tremor. It was not even comparable to riding a horse.
In his field of vision, everything stretched out, and the surrounding scenery became strange and blurry.
The Windrunner sisters, who had experienced many teleportations, did not feel anything, but Muradin and Edwin, who were teleporting for the first time, vomited almost as soon as they stepped out of the teleportation door.
As soon as he stepped out of the door, Duque saw Khadgar in his soul form. "Master, you're finally back! We can't hold on any longer! Wuwuwu! "
"I'm back!" Duque comforted Khadgar.
Although Khadgar's behavior was a little funny, Duque also felt that he had let Khadgar down!
During the entire World War II at the Dark Portal, Duque had only returned to Karazhan a few times. If not for Khadgar leading the Einherjar to maintain control of the Wizard Tower, Duque would not have been able to trick the group of Wizards into coming here.
Duque did a quick check. During Lothar's raid on Karazhan, the Bosses they had defeated were Atumen the Hunter, Moroes the Butler, Evil Hoof, Chess, and Prince.
Medivh's late father, Alan, had already disappeared after blocking the curse for Duque. The Curator was controlled by Duque.
In reality, there were not many Boss-level monsters left. If it was the Earth Wizard Duque from before, it would definitely be difficult. But now! Duque was really used to train his troops.
A demon that Alexstrasza had specifically reminded him of was definitely not some random person.
But … who could it be?
Duque repeatedly compared the demons in his memory with names, his mind in a mess. In reality, the demons in Azeroth were not called demons. To be precise, they were a race called Eredar.
This highly intelligent humanoid race did not come from the World of Azeroth or Draenor. They came from an ancient and faraway world called Argus.
When Sargeras was fighting against the Dreadlord, he was affected by the mind-manipulation spell. After that, he began to doubt his own 'divine life'. He persuaded Kil'jaeden and Archimonde, one of the three heads of Eredar, and Eredar split up. The more righteous Prophet Willen left with his people and ran to Draenor to seek refuge. Those Eredar people later became the Draenei.
As for the remaining Eredar people who followed the two Burning Legion commanders, they began to be called Manari, which were the demons in the eyes of the people of Azeroth.
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